After losing his job, Zhou Heng joined Linjiang City's Nighttime Comprehensive Service Center.
Twelve-hour night shifts, answering calls, dispatching crews, and going out to handle problems on-site.
Water outages, power outages, broken elevators, noise complaints.
The pay wasn't bad, and the work wasn't complicated.
Until 12:17 a.m. on his first night, when he received a work order.
**Building 13, Apartment 704, Qingwu Garden.**
The complainant said someone upstairs dragged chairs around every night and asked them to come deal with it.
But according to the map, Qingwu Garden had only twelve buildings.
The property management office said there was no Building 13.
Residents who had lived there for more than a decade said the same.
Yet Liang Ce simply printed out the work order and handed it to him.
"Take the job."
Only later did Zhou Heng discover there were plenty of similar addresses.
Apartment buildings that didn't exist.
A subway station that had been renamed eleven years ago.
A street that had vanished from the map.
A school no one remembered.
And people who had once been alive, but whom everyone was now forgetting.
They hadn't truly disappeared.
It was just that the city no longer acknowledged their existence.
And after midnight, they would occasionally call in.
Submitting a new work order.
The biggest problem was that Zhou Heng knew one of the places everyone had forgotten.
It was called Yong'an Lane.
He had lived there as a child.
But his parents said:
**They had never been to Yong'an Lane.**
I just started reading it, not because of the book's title or introduction, but simply because I had a friend named Zhou Heng, so I suddenly wanted to read it.
I like to give screen stars to new books the most, haha